Ocean's Breath Plateau ice plant

The panther inclined his head; "It will be done." This was the least he could do for his dearest friend. He wanted to see their families cared for because he wished for it to be their family, singular. Simbelmyne did not think the same way as him, and so it was not quite so — but he would still do his best for both units in the hope that they would someday become one.

Such thought plagued his dreams. He was glad to speak of Simbelmyne instead.

"She grows more beautiful each day," he replied, "But she is ready to be done, I think, and to see our children earthside. I believe there will be many, and soon. Minnow's three also grow like the moon. There is still no sign of their father; I will tell her soon that I wish for them to know me as father, so that they might have someone to call for by that name."

It would be an honor, he thought, but he did not like to say. What was an honor to him was a shame for the rest.

"How are things here?" he asked, pointedly not speaking Marina's name, lest she overhear and know he was asking after her.